Well doctor, I don’t know. Our second date failed to “Move Me,” and I contemplated walking away after such a promising start. But then came Halloween and the 2Pac Hologram joke. Suddenly, I felt rejuvenated and found myself smiling at Gil’s (John Gemberling) “Long Story Short” monologue rather than shaking my fist at a Vizio SmartTV. Is that progress?

What I’m trying to say is that Marry Me’s Halloween gift, “Scare Me,” touched on all of our old jokes by blurring a boob and even surprised with a “slut party” wisecrack. And this was all before we opened up the proverbial doors for the rest of the date. I tell ya, doc, the good times kept coming. As much as the cutesy new couple dialogue often inspires thoughts of plucking out my own eyeballs, I understand that Marry Me is giving its all. A bleep here and a bleep there. I recognize these efforts and the offering of more Dennah (Sarah Wright Olsen) as we move forward together. Did I say that right?

Like I said, I’m feeling good after Halloween. I wholeheartedly admire that Marry Me can poke fun at adults who use “hella” and “rage” in the same sentence. That takes guts, doc, especially if you live in California.

I understand that you can’t always get what you want, but a wise man once said that if you try sometimes, you may find it on a different network. No, of course that’s not a threat. Marry Me, I commit to you — at least for another few episodes. What? Just let me talk, doc. Let me play this out (ahem). Marry Me…I kindly request more flapper-style comedy from Annie (Casey Wilson) and Jake (Ken Marino), and less cutesy dialogue aka shortening of words. I don’t think I can handle that. I’m not sure America can either. Remember, we’re in the Trust Tree.